So this is my first attempt at writing properly. I am planning a Halloween special if I get ten favourites I will post it a little early.

Blake finds one of Yang's hobbies.

It has been a long day, first professor Port wanted to keep me behind to discuss my current grades completely oblivious that it was lunch time. Then when I am finally released I find that all the tuna and good food is gone from the cafeteria. So now I am on my way to the dorm to relax.

I open the door to my dorm and I am greeted by a sight to behold. Yang is sitting on a chair, a can of energy drink in her hand and she was talking to a computer. She doesn't notice me, through that mess of hair it looks like she is wearing that stupid headset again. On the computer screen it looks like one of those video games and a little box with her face in.

Oh now I am in her box, wait she is looking at her box. She spins her chair around, I think she has spotted me. "Hello Blake." Yang greets cheerfully.

"Hey Yang, Would you mind telling me what all this is?" I motion to the computer.

"Oh this?" She sipped at her drink. "This is me producing content." I sit down on my bed and looked at her.

"What content? You are a student at Beacon Academy, not some film producer." I must admit I am a little upset that she is wasting her spare time doing this than doing homework or hanging out with people.

"I'm making videos for my adoring subscribers on Youtube." She said with a smile on her face, that smile could melt gold. It's a shame she is in the wrong.

"What's Youtube? What is subscribers?" I am not liking the sound of this.

"Youtube is a website where people can post videos of whatever they want so others can see it. A subscriber is someone whom likes the content of someone a lot. I see it as a competition to have the most."

Now I am curious, "and how many subscribers do you have?"

"Two hundred." Oh I never knew my girlfriend was famous, I am really proud of her during her spare time she has become such an icon. She- "which is nothing compared to the people with a couple of hundred million subs." That explains why we are not living in a gold house.

"Well what kind of videos do you make? I don't see you waking around with a camera in hand." I start to get changed out of my school uniform.

"Well those kind of videos are called vlogs. The ones I make are about video games." I sigh, obviously it is about video games. "Hey can you help me make a video?"

"What?" Where did this come from she knows I can't do any of that computer stuff "What am I supposed to do?" I asked.

Yang then points to a circular thing on the computer. "Just talk to the camera, don't worry about the rest." I shuffle to the chair next to her and sit down staring at the camera. The Youtuber then signals me to be quiet as she talks to her audience. "Hey everyone it's Yang here and today we are doing a commentary on Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare. Sitting next to me here is Blake and she knows absolutely nothing about games. Say hi Blake."

"Hello," I murmured. This is so embarrassing, how am I supposed to know what to say? Yang is the one has been doing this for dust knows how long. A video has started to play I guess that is what me and Yang are going to commentate on.

"So here we are, this a team death match twenty seven and three on Solar." I can't understand half the words she is using, is it some code or another language. "So Blake, what do you think of the game?"

Oh no the spotlight is on me. What do I do?! What if I mess up? No calm down I'm sure Yang can make me look good. "Well everything is moving so fast and so much is happening it's hard to see clearly."

"Yes Blake this is the craziest game I have ever played, all the people jumping around and all the stuff on the HUD it is unbelievable!" She sounds like she is trying to sell something. "Hey Blake check out this double kill." I don't know what I am looking for. "BOOM!" Why is she this excited?

"I really like this gun, the shotgun is so much fun to use, also there are so many customisation options that it is impossible to get bored." She then lets out a very forced laugh. Yep Yang has been brain washed, I guess I should rescue her.

"Blake look at this." It's hard to see with all the explosions but it looks like she is in a robot of some sort. "This is one of the many kill streak rewards. It is called a goliath, you take control of a giant robot and crush everyone in your way."

I smirk, I could take advantage of this. "I think giant robots are extremely overused," I said coldly.

Yang faltered, oh this is too precious, "Well you can customise your kill streak rewards in many different ways." She puts her face to take the whole camera space, "Because this game has so many innovations."

Okay this is getting out of hand, I discretely move my hand over to the power cord and slowly pull it out. The whole screen goes black. Yang gasps, "noooo! All my work is gone." She started to sob, I should feel bad but I did save her from a life of enslavement.

"Yang you looked so into that and normal people won't freak out over a couple of hours of lost work. What's wrong?"

She turned her chair to face me, "I made a deal with the makers of Advanced Warfare that I will advertise the game in return for money."

"But why would you need money in the first place?" This is unusual even for her.

"Because I wanted to pay for our wedding!" She moves towards me and I embrace her.

"There, there. The wedding is already taken care of," she looked up to me questioningly. "Weiss said that because we are on the same team and that you and Ruby are related, the Schnee Dust company will support us financially. She also said not to tell you since you will go overboard on the spending, Again." And that happy smile is back in her face, that is what I like most about her.

Give her a penny she will light up your day. Give her financial backing from the worlds biggest company and she will love you forever.

This is what I envision youtubers do on a daily basis if you are a youtuber please correct me. Why does the pace change so much?

P.S Dear Blake, you change your mind like the weather.